If you are proud of life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.
It is my destiny that my wealth will be useful, and I will get it back even after all the money has been spent.
Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking.
I sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.
——Li Bai's "Jinjinjiu".
Although Li Bai was a scholar and scholar, he also had a heroic heart.
If you are proud of life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon. These two lines of poetry have become the mantra of heroes and heroines for hundreds of years. For a wanderer, he can live without food and accommodation, but not without wine.
"The five-flowered horse, the rich fur, and the son will be exchanged for fine wine." This is the way of acting among the heroes of the world.
Since ancient times, emperors have loved their country more than their beauty. Jianghu heroes are different. They also love beauties, but they may love wine even more. Beauty will leave the hero at any time, but wine will not. As long as the hero wants to drink, he can buy it at any time, and it can eliminate a lot of worries for you.
There is the tallest pavilion restaurant in Xuezhou City. The highest point is six floors. When you drink at the fence above the sixth floor, you can almost view the entire scenery of Xuezhou City. In addition, Xuezhou City is surrounded by mountains and rivers and has beautiful scenery. It is a good place for viewing.
Therefore, the prices above the sixth floor are also the highest. Even if you order ordinary dishes, they are almost twice as expensive as the ones below. But even so, there are still many literati, dignitaries, and knights and knights, who spend a lot of money to come to the highest place of this pavilion restaurant to have a drink.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with the customers having a drink at the highest place, they just feel miserable for the waiter who delivers the food. However, these are things that the store should consider. The prices above the sixth floor are the highest, and there is no doubt that the waiters have worked hard to pay for them. In this world, everyone lives for money. As long as you want money, no matter how hard or tiring it is, someone will do it.
Because this pavilion restaurant is the best for viewing the scenery of Xuezhou City, it naturally has another name, called Guanjing Tower.
Strictly speaking, the best viewing place in Xuezhou City is not the pavilion viewing tower, but the top of Orchid Mountain. However, although Youlan Mountain is not too high, it is extremely steep and dangerous. Most people do not have good physical strength and endurance, so it is not easy to get to the top of the mountain. Even if you try your best to reach the top of the mountain, you still have to spend a lot of energy and feel as tired as a pig or a dog. How can you still be in the mood to view the scenery? In comparison, except for some martial arts warriors with extremely high martial arts skills who can easily climb up the mountain to view the scenery, the general nobles and dandy boys are still more willing to come to the second highest place in Xuezhou City to view the scenery. For just a few bucks, you can have a drink and watch the scenery at the same time, enjoying the beautiful wine and beautiful scenery, which will naturally make you more happy.
Now, at the highest point of the observation tower, there are two weirdos, enjoying a drink.
One is a bold and tall swordsman, and the other is a strange-looking monk.
The two of them had eaten countless cups. The young monk was all red, and he was talking gibberish, as if he was a little drunk. However, the swordsman had a very good drinking capacity. It seemed that no one in the world could compete with him in drinking capacity.
"Good wine! The young monk is not drunk! Come again!" The young monk could not speak clearly.
Generally, drunk people like to say that they are "not drunk".
"You can't drink anymore, I'm a little drunk!" The swordsman waved his hands forcefully.
People who are not drunk usually like to say that they are "a little drunk"? But in fact, the real meaning of "somewhat drunk" is that I can still drink. The swordsman's ability to say this only meant that he could still drink, but he felt that the young monk was already drunk and could no longer drink.
People who are truly virtuous in drinking, and people who drink without being sexually immoral, will consider others first at the drinking table, not themselves.
"If you are happy in life, you must enjoy yourself to the fullest. Don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon. It is the first time for the young monk to drink alcohol, so naturally he will not return until he is drunk." The young monk said loudly, and suddenly he seemed to have some energy again. It seemed that he also understood what the swordsman meant, but he just felt that he couldn't drink anymore, so he deliberately excused himself.
"Well said! If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will be worried tomorrow. Keep working!" The swordsman said, and poured another glass for the little monk. It seemed that this time, he really wanted to get the little monk drunk.
The young monk was obviously infected by the swordsman's heroic spirit, so he drank more than ten cups. This time he seemed to have drank a little too much, and accidentally vomited all over the floor.
This kind of thing is obviously a normal thing in a restaurant. The better the restaurant, the faster it will respond to this kind of thing. The Scenic View Building is the best restaurant in Xuezhou, especially on the highest floor, there is always a waiter ready. As soon as the young monk vomited, a waiter came over to clean up the floor.
"Donor, I'm sorry!" the young monk could only apologize.
"It's okay! Master, drink slowly!" Just when the waiter said this, he felt something was wrong. Because monks generally don’t drink alcohol, I didn’t expect that this monk not only drank, but actually drank so much.
"The donor must be thinking, why does a monk drink so much wine?" Unexpectedly, the young monk actually saw what the waiter was thinking.
"Master is overly concerned, I don't think so." Xiao Er said anxiously.
"No! The donor is lying, you think so! You are lying!" The monk's words were a little confused.
"Oh! It's none of your business, the master is drunk!" The swordsman had no choice but to help the waiter out.
"No! The young monk is not drunk. The young monk is really not drunk. It's just that a monk who drinks and kills people can't be called a 'master', right?" The young monk seemed to be really drunk, but there was something in his drunken words. There is also a half-truth.
"Master, isn't it just a title? Master, why should you mind!" the swordsman said.
"Yes! It's just a title, a title, a title..." The little monk said, and couldn't support it any longer and just fell down on the wine table.
"Sleep! After a sleep, everything will be better! The mind is calm, the annoyance is gone, the evil is gone, the demon is silent, the blood is heavy, and the strength is exhausted...
The mind has been calmed, the mind has been calmed, the conditions have been exhausted, Zen has been realized, and emptiness has been solved. ． ． ． ． ． The Buddha has disappeared, the nightmare has disappeared, the void has disappeared, the energy has entered the ten thousand holes, and returned to the origin of the sect. "The little monk was sleeping, but the swordsman's voice kept coming to his ears vaguely, and the words he spoke were all these weird, nonsensical words that no one could understand.
The young monk could faintly hear the swordsman's voice, and felt that his body was getting more and more comfortable, and the excitement in his heart suddenly relaxed, and he became more relaxed, without any burden at all.
The little monk slept very comfortably and calmly. This was probably the most peaceful sleep he had had since he became possessed.
